The Ballad of Silence
Your enchanting magnetic movements capture the hours and minutes I lay inAnd I wonder how difficult it is to win without any sin?
Your voice gives life to the dead at all times
Well there are some things that can just never be explained in lines
I get torn sometimes between saying somethin' or runnin'
Perhaps my feelings just fool me into thinkin'?
Sometimes I wish I cud talk forever to you like the rim of an infinite ring
But then I realize it ain't easy to learn what patience can bring
Then one day when we meet again the flight of joy will come ramblin'
Surrounded by people I will bend down to untie the laces of my shoes
Your mind will throw awkwardly away wondering whether I am real or gamblin'
But finally I hope someday you'll realize my thoughts speak like silence concealed in fragrance
Ray Gonsalves
Poetry by Ray Gonsalves
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Written on 2009-04-13 at 19:39
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